At such a critical moment, La Dora's heart is all on the children. Its selflessness touched the children, and the calm edamame responded, "Ladola, we're with you!" Let's work together to get out of this ancient poetry arena! ”

"Yes!" The timid Ge Dazhuang also raised his arms and shouted: "Together, it will definitely work!" ”

The wind in the chaotic space was blowing stronger and stronger, and some flower petals were caught in the wind and blew across the delicate faces of the children.

Smelling the faint fragrance, the children said bitterly: "There are petals in the wind, and there must be a wonderful world waiting for us." ”

"I think so too."

"That's it! Together, it will work! ”

The children supported each other, and a group of people dared to walk into the depths of chaos.

The "petal wind" is getting bigger and bigger, and the petals in the wind are getting denser and denser, and gradually, in addition to the petals, there are willows "swishing" through the children's hair.

"La-do-la, do you have any impression of such a scene?" Edamame asked in a low voice.

"Yes," the children breathed a sigh of relief as she responded, and she muttered thoughtfully, "It's really familiar...... But...... Why can't you remember? ”

"Don't worry," Tian Youyou comforted: "Your poetry reserve is too large, so it takes time to extract the memory, don't worry, take your time." ”

Tian Youyou's words had a certain comforting effect, and at this time, Cai Xiaoyu, who was watching and listening to all directions, pointed to the dots of light on the left side and said, "Look, there is a bright light over there!" Let's go over there, and if we run into people, we're bound to run into clues. ”

"Bright light?" La Dora raised her head and looked in the direction of Cai Xiaoyu's finger, a light mist wrapped around everyone, La Dora wrinkled her nose and muttered, "What kind of smell?" ”

Edamame Mao heard the words and took a few breaths, and he replied, "It seems to smell of candles." ”

"Candle ......" La Dola muttered again, and a flash of thought broke into Ladola's mind, and it suddenly realized: "It turns out that it's not fog, it's candle smoke!" ”

"Candle smoke?" Tang Duoduo felt it seriously for a while, and replied: "Sure enough! What's the mystery of the smoke from this candle? ”

"I know which poem it is!" La Dora's spirits were so high that it made the children stop and confidently read:

"Cold Food"

【Tang】Han Hong

Spring City is full of flying flowers, and the cold food east wind and willow slope.

Candles were passed in the Han Palace at dusk, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the five marquis. ”

As soon as La Dora's words fell, the chaos in front of them immediately dissipated, and the children finally saw each other's faces clearly. With the prompt of "successful answer", the children hugged each other happily.

"You're amazing!"

La Dola was greatly encouraged, and said: "This Han Hong is the 'Top Ten Talents of the Great Calendar', and it is precisely because he wrote this "Cold Food" that he will be appreciated by the emperor, it can be said that this "Cold Food" changed Han Hong's fate, such an important poem, of course I can remember." ”

Edamame Mao had something to ask, and he said, "La Dola, I remember that on the day of cold food, people should stop smoking and eat cold food." Why do candles appear in Han Hong's poem? If you light a candle, isn't it just a fire? ”

"You're right. So, the poem is an ironic poem. During the Cold Food Festival, the common people were not allowed to light fires, but the imperial court would send candles to the prince's house. The word 'biography' shows the hierarchical difference between ordinary people and the powerful. Through this poem, Han Hong euphemistically expresses his dissatisfaction with the autocracy, as well as the darkness and corruption in the peaceful scene. ”